One beautiful summer’s eve, Moon hosted a gala dinner party on Earth’s patio but did not invite Sun (understandably, as he always seems to outshine her best efforts and makes a point of it). The Stars, however, like to imitate Sun’s braggadocio and would have enjoyed bringing his ego down a notch. Miss Moon animated the night, elegant (as always) in her pale dress with feathery cloud shawl caressing her white shoulders. The Stars regaled their gracious host with tales of the Hunter and Great Bear. They all joined in the ancient songs, illuminating the night sky. A misty-eyed Moon finally bid farewell to the fading planets and slipped into bed just before the jilted Sun blazed hot on the horizon.